Mondays are a pretty even mix of musician life and restaurant life. Here's what went down on Monday, March 3rd.
10:00am: Wake up and have some coffee and cereal. I do a little work on Deconstructing Andersen as I eat; I tend to work better in the mornings right after I wake up even though I'm usually a little groggy. I think it's because my mind is a little more open to free association and generating new ideas when I'm still coming online for the day. I've been stuck for a week or so on what to talk about with the etude I'm currently analyzing, but I have a sudden realization about it that gives me some good material to work with.
11:00am: Shower and get ready for the first part of my double shift at the restaurant. Mondays are a split shift for me; I go in at noon, help with the lunch rush until about 2:30pm, then head home to relax until the dinner shift. Lately we've been working to boost our social media presence and the managers have been taking a lot of pictures of us (both posed and candid) for our Facebook and Twitter accounts, so I put a little extra care into my hair and makeup.
11:45am: Head to work. I live just a short walk away from the restaurant, which makes my commute really easy and keeps my overhead low. The walk is a little more enjoyable when it's not freezing cold and windy like it is today, but it's still better than having to navigate city traffic in a car.
12:00pm: Arrive at work to find the restaurant pretty much empty. This isn't unusual for a Monday so I start working on some cleaning projects with my fellow day server while I wait for people to come in. Day shifts are a good chance to catch up with my work buddies and see how their lives are going.
1:00pm: I still haven't gotten any customers, so my manager lets me go home until the dinner shift. It's a bummer not to make any money during part one of my shift, but the extra-long afternoon break is welcome since it's the end of my workweek and I'm a little tired. (Weekends for service industry workers are usually Tuesday and Wednesday.)
I run into Inky, my neighbor's very affectionate cat, on the way home and he walks with me back to my apartment. Having a sweet, vocal little cat winding around my ankles as I walk along the old brick sidewalks of my neighborhood is a nice moment.
1:30pm: Work on some blog posts, including this one. I like to have a few drafts going at once so I can write about whatever's on my mind instead of being confined to one topic. At any given time, I'm usually polishing one post, in the middle of composing another, and brainstorming ideas for future writing. It's nice to have a couple posts in the pipeline in case I have a busy week and don't have much time to compose a post with good content. It means a lot to me to be able to produce something for people to read every Wednesday and Sunday, and I take my deadlines seriously even though they're self-imposed. Sometimes I have company when I write.
2:30pm: Start to get restless from sitting at the computer for too long, so I take a break from writing, put on some music, and clean up my apartment. Lately I've been listening to Lord Huron and Bastille.
3:30pm: Sneak in a quick nap and another cup of coffee to get energized for part two of my double. Serving isn't the kind of job where you can take a little break if you're feeling tired, so it's important to have some good energy available before your shift starts even if you don't think it'll be busy that night. Whether you get it from sleep, caffeine, or food, this job requires some serious fuel.
4:15pm: Head to work for the dinner shift. There isn't really much of a rush tonight, but people are pretty friendly. Monday customers tend to be regulars, so it's a relaxed crowd, and a slower night means a chance to goof around with my coworkers behind the scenes. We have a lot of fun and a lot of laughs.
10:00pm: Finish up my shift and head home for the night. I spend a little more time composing blog posts and answering some emails that cropped up over the course of the day, then finish out the night relaxing with a book and some cat cuddles. All in all, it was a pretty good day.